Samika's POV
"Who is Eric?" Arnold is the one who asks me and I don't know what to tell them. Because it's a f*****g long story. But somehow, I kind of believe that it is Eric this time.
My eyes land on Aphrodite. Everyone in the room is looking at me confused, except her. Her hands are in the pockets of her red jumpsuit and she is just staring at me with her blue eyes. So icy.
I raise my eyebrow at her, and she raises her eyebrow back at me.
"Take me down the memory lane!" I say and she laughs at that.
"I am not joking, Aphrodite. Take me down the f*****g memory lane. I know you can do it," I tell her again, and I badly want to stand up but this wheelchair has me contained to this now.
I feel like a f*****g loser.
"Oh yes. Yes I am capable of that. But honey, it doesn't work
